Lodi

Just about a year ago, i set out on the road, Seekin' my fame and fortune, lookin' for a pot of gold. Things got bad, and things got worse, i guess you will know the tune. Oh ! lord, stuck in lodi again. Rode in on the greyhound, i'll be walkin' out if i go. I was just passin' through, must be seven months or more. Ran out of time and money, looks like they took my friends. Oh ! lord, i'm stuck in lodi again. The man from the magazine said i was on my way. Somewhere i lost connections, ran out of songs to play. I came into town, a one night stand, looks like my plans fell through Oh ! lord, stuck in lodi again. Mmmm... If i only had a dollar, for ev'ry song i've sung. And ev'ry time i've had to play while people sat there drunk. You know, i'd catch the next train back to where i live. Oh ! lord, i'm stuck in lodi again. Oh ! lord, i'm stuck in lodi again.